Married Because of Ijbar

Chapter 53

Khayru. “Sorry .. if after this, maybe you can not take a walk again.” Khayru grabbed the two little hands of the girl while looking at her fixedly. He kissed the hand and hugged Maula's body very tightly.

“Abang won't take me for another walk, huh?”

“You can invite Katia or your friends if you want to go there again. Do it as often as possible.”

“Abang where to go? Brother busy?”

Khayru let go of her embrace. His palm now touched the two red cheeks of Maula who was looking up.

“Honest to your own heart! Do you really want a divorce?”

Maula nodded slowly as she stared and Khayru hugged the small body again after staring at each other.

“Abang can grant your wish. But for that, you have to promise. You have to make Alm. Mama and Papa, proud of you even though there is no Brother by your side.”

“But Brother can still be by my side like he used to be, as my best brother.”

“Abang must go so that your brain does not hang,” the candle while wiping the head end of Maula. “Aren't you going to empty the memory in your head? That is, you must disappear from your presence even from your memory. Bener, right?”

Then, Maula hugged her husband's body tightly while immersing her face. “Abang should stay here. Don't go anywhere.”

“You promised not to miss you again. Let's promise!”

Maula shook her head quickly.

“Should promise!” His tone was a little pushy making Maula then nodded slowly.

“Nice girl” Kahyru reviews smiles while pinching both cheeks of Maula.

“Tomorrow, accompany Brother to the hospital. We have to apologize to Risa and her family. Lucky they did not bring this problem into the legal realm because Risa's injury was not too heavy.”

“Tante Risa will be cured soon, right, Bang?”

“Risa only serempret. No serious injuries.”

“Sgratitude.” Maula's less guilt towards Risa.

“Rest. Don't mind too much

Later your brain hangs and hangs,” selorohnya while opening the door Maula's room.

“Tonight I can sleep with Brother, no?”

Khayru. “But this is for the last yes, Dek.”

“Last ...,” muttered Maula as they lay face to face in the same bed.

“Because after you say *talaq*, let alone sleep together, just look into your eyes Brother will sin.”

“For nine years, Brother has been my best husband, precisely the secret-best husband. While I have never carried out my duties as a wife. If you want ... I can do it now.”

Maula woke up while taking a deep breath. “I promised to give you the rights as a husband. It's okay, this is for the first time also last time,” he said while looking down. His trembling hands, slowly touching the buttons of the clothes he wanted to open one by one.

After the shirt buttons opened completely, Khayru immediately tidied it back up. “Bod\*h basics. What if you were pregnant? They'll ask who his father is. What do you want to answer later?”

“Abang really don't want it?” Little relieved.

“Now!” His reply was cuey as if he did not care about Maula's earnest offer. “Abang is not interested in that anymore, now. Brother just wants to spend the night looking at your face, hearing your voice, until Brother's head is ..” Khayru knocked on her own head with the tip of her index finger. “Only filled with all things about you,” he continued.

He tucked his back against the bed rest as he looked at the bruises that still looked bluish at the temple of Maula.

“You haven't told me yet, why did you come to Risa's house that night?” Whether because he only wanted to hear the sound of Maula while telling a story or indeed wanted to know the chronology of the events that night, he was ready to hear anything.

“Long story. Where should I start?” Maula felt that the problems of Risa, Rere and Ariel were now not important to discuss, but there was no harm if Khayru heard directly from her mouth.

“Tell me everything. All the things you want to say, you can say now while you are still here.”

Maula sat cross-legged facing Khayru. “Jujur .. I feel disgust with Aunt Risa, Bang. When he kissed her at the hospital. Sorry, I got angry Abang also that time.”

“It doesn't matter either, Bang, if reported. Deep down in my heart. I still trust Brother completely.”

“Our problem should be *clear*before Brother leaves. So, tell me all so you can finish it.”

The wall clock points to the number two in the morning. Drowsiness almost disappears with the series of stories that Maula presents as much detail as possible.

“Everything I'm telling you about, won't change my decision at all, Bang. Our plan will keep running.”

Khayru was only stunned as she sighed. “Abang should be how now? Brother will accept whatever your decision is, but what should you say to Aldi? Kasian if he has to love a woman like Risa.”

“If you say, maybe Om Aldi will misunderstand. He would have thought that Brother was playing with Aunt Risa. Later we will slowly tell him,” Maula's advice.

“What about Rere and his sister? Brother will ask Aldi to help his finances. Because if your friend is difficult maybe you will come along hard, Dek.”

“Abang don't want to help find Rere's father? Let them get together again?”

“Tante Desi never appeared in the hospital to accompany his sister (Risa) while in the care. Looks like he's gone a long way with Rere's dad. Anyway, free he's back. Won't return his dead Mama Rere.”

“Yes, Brother bener.” Nod in agreement.

“Dek ... come here,” the door. Khayru wanted Maula to come to her side and embrace her next to her.

“Tomorrow the day after tomorrow, Sunday, Brother will solve everything. Among us there will be no relationship anymore.” Khayru kissed the girl's head as much as she could. “Not a sister or husband and wife anymore. You understand?”

Suddenly Maula sobbed in her husband's arms. It was inconceivable that he would have to erase the memory of his 19 years together. A man who is always there for her under any circumstances.

“Please don't cry, especially when you're not here.”

“I can't. These tears fell by themselves,” lirih Maula choked because her throat was completely blocked.

“Please your memory first as you said. Don't remember our past, forget everything.”

“I'm sorry, Bang. I've been so troublesome Brother since I was a kid.”

“Hahaha .. not since childhood but since you were born, you've been troubling Brother. You know, your cries since you were a baby, the hardness of which can break the eardrum. Disturbing once, ish ...” Khayru grimaced while touching her ears. “Abang should change your wet diaper first then make you milk, then can continue to learn. Not only that, you also have to leave an important meeting at the office just because you rampage in class, because you do not want to be injected with a vaccine. Not infrequently also you have to go in and out of the student room because of your habit that often hit your classmates. Waduuhh, there will not be enough 10 books if you have to write all your stories,” decaknya while shaking his head.

Maula laughed out loud. However, her crying was so domineering. Laughing and crying at the same time, to be exact.

“But I'm so grateful, Dek. Brother thanks Mama and Papa for giving you Adik and your rich Absurd wife, although finally you have to let go because you have to go back to your place.”

The cry of the Maula grew so much that her mouth could not say anything.

“You need to get out of your golden cage, but remember to stay good at looking after yourself. Being a strong shalah woman takes care of *maruah* as well as what is born of you. The value of a woman is not in the clothes and decorations that show the beauty she has, but lies in politeness, shame and limitations in getting along. Don't forget that, yeah, Deck. Make Mama equally Papa proud to have a daughter like you.” Khayru kissed Maula's head again while gently rubbing her hair.

*You may forget Brother, but you will never forget you*.

To Be Continued ....